Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Poem Tuesday - because I feel like it


i woke up this morning to an antelope.
last night it was my husband.
now the hooves
have covered the bedding in mud
and he's kicking up the carpet,
chewing on my nightgown.

on the bus
llamas push their newsprint
all over my white skirt –
blow their noses loud
behind my ear –
eat burritos next to the heater
so that the whole tube
stinks of refried

at work
the gazelles chatter - the typewriter
turns into an anteater,
the boss,
a baboon,


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